March 4th, 2012 | No Comments »

She is sexy.
she is naked.
and she is sitting in your lap.
she is a stripper
and you need to stop yourself falling in love with her.
think about it for a second.
she could be your dream girl…
physically…she is your type
[well of course she is seeing that you picked her from the plethora of scattered ass throughout the strip club, but this writer is not going to quibble over minor details]
so, the busty, blonde and blue eyed goddess is right in front of you
she’s hanging on your every word
absolutely riveted
and every time you tear your gaze from her generous chest, her eyes tell you that she wants you to take her somewhere quiet and fuck her senseless.
she also doesn’t seem to mind the ridiculous boner poking her every time she shifts in your lap…
…and the shifting is just making it worse.

my college roommate once tried to save a stripper.
granted she was drop dead gorgeous…
but once I listened to her sob life story I tried to get away from her as quickly as possible.
daddy issues? Check.
trying to pay her way through college? Check
history of horrible boyfriends who treated her like shit? Check
dude was convinced he had to save her.
all I asked was that he drop me off before he put on his cape…
when she showed up at our dorms, I think I hid my shock well.
when I found a picture of her in his desk drawer, I was nonplussed.
at least the sex would’ve been good right?

I don’t care what the underlying rationale for the particular girl is…
strippers are in it for the money and just the money.
try getting one of them to hang out with you for an entire Friday night inside the strip club with the understanding that you won’t be paying her.
she might seem interested in you and might genuinely like you and want to get to know you…
…but she is at work.
you are a customer and it’s her job to make you happy until you empty your wallet.

maybe this girl fell on hard times and needs to make quick cash…
so either she still needs to make quick cash on the day you meet her…which means you’re her temporary ATM…
or
she’s made the cash she needs and has decided to stay in the profession because she likes the money…
either way…she wants your money
not a Lois Lane-like midnight flight with Captain Save-a-Ho

My roommate would never discuss that girl…
personally I think she must have asked him to pay her rent or something along those lines and he probably balked at the notion.
he was a small town boy
he probably thought being a “good boyfriend” would solve all her problems

every one should have sex with a stripper at least once. ..
just for the experience…
they do know tricks.
after it’s over?
pay her…and leave.

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